I spend a few days here back in February, 2011 for a review I was writing for an eco-travel publication. I thought YM was fabulous ... here's what I wrote:
In my view, though, the real Goan eco-tourism standouts are those where local owners are simply trying to live their lives in accordance with their values. Amid the restaurants and resorts whose “eco” or “organic” claims crumble under the slightest scrutiny, you can find local (and ex-pat-run) gems that are as green as they are uniquely charming.
One is called Yoga Magic. Forgive my New Age-esque descriptor, but Yoga Magic is, in a word, conscious. It’s as if owner Phil Dane—a former high-profile rock’n’roll music producer from London—has a transcendent ability to express beauty and harmony in the smallest details. There’s simply something about Yoga Magic that feels like a conduit for a greater spirit.
It’s open from mid-November to mid-April each year. Surrounded by rice fields and coconut palms just a couple of miles inland from Anjuna’s beaches, Yoga Magic casts a spell from dawn till dusk. Shortly before first light, masala tea is delivered to my luxurious-yet-down-to-earth Rajasthani hunting tent, which is unlike any I’ve previously experienced. It’s not just the über-comfortable bed; I’m also in love with the private, outdoor bathroom, open-air shower, and even the hand-crafted composting toilet (OK, so I’m already tired of Eastern-style squat toilets, but my approval goes beyond this: I also spot the use of solar power on the property, and Dane’s efforts to create this self-contained eco-system are noteworthy in India).
Parting the white canvas tent doors, I’m greeted by a spectacular sunrise, crickets, cormorants and dogs howling—there are always dogs howling in India. It’s time for early-morning yoga, in a hand-crafted, open-walled studio made of mud and dried cow dung. From an altar, Ganesha the elephant god and a photo with the clear-eyed gaze of Osho (aka Bhagwan Shree Rajneesh) gazes down at us. Katie from London leads a gentle, hour-long yin yoga session.
Afterwards, all systems go, I traipse cross the lawn to the indoor-outdoor café to consume copious quantities of a fabulous breakfast buffet. House-made buffalo yogurt, fresh pineapple, pomegranate, papaya, grapes, watermelon, freshly baked muesli, and local honey.
I strike up a conversation with Josie and Daisie, two British permaculture volunteers who are rebuilding soil fertility on the property, an effort to restore the local ecology after years of abuse by previous land-owners.
The rest of the day is filled with meditation, a second yoga class, and lazing by the pool discussing WikiLeaks with Hans from Düsseldorf. I pass on an Indian cooking class, but by the time dinner rolls around, I’d somehow worked up an appetite again.
(the full article is at GreenTravelerGuides(dot)com
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